I lust to see you at your purest,To penetrate you, and indulge in you, as I find you porous,To witness your walls become undone,Then to enter your being that we may be one.I lust to see you as you were wrought,As the figure you were brought,To combine our molded shapes,To be sultry under a silky drape.I lust to see you in nature's clothes,Defying the normed nature of robes,Rebellious to what the world sees civilized,After...